Here's the next one!

Hmm... what's next on the list now? Oh! It's Mickey asking Rose out!

Heh... I have an idea for this one...

Disclaimer: This never fails to ruin my mood. Doctor Who is not my thing! I am just employing (*cough*stealing*cough*) these characters and inserting them into these roles for a brief period of time so that my story can play out. Don't worry, I'll give them back... someday... *cough cough*

Allons-y!


Age 13

The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Rose called, running to the door and hoping that it was John. He had said he'd come over that day. Sure, he'd said he would come over at around three in the afternoon, and it was ten in the morning, but he could have been early!

Rose opened the door, ready to throw herself into her best friend's arms...

But it wasn't John.

"Mickey!" Rose said in surprise, trying to hide her disappointment. "What are you doing here? You could have called and said you were coming over."

"Um... Rose?" Mickey asked nervously.

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you something?"

Rose frowned, looking at her childhood friend carefully. Mickey appeared to be sweating. He seemed ridiculously nervous. The reason for this was unclear. At least, it was unclear to her.

"You okay, Mickey?" she asked in concern, leaning against the door frame.

"What?" the boy asked, wide-eyed. "I'm fine!"

His voice squeaked on the last word. Rose raised a doubtful eyebrow.

"Okay," Rose said. "Don't tell me."

She made to close the door, but Mickey stopped her with a hand and a hasty "Wait!"

Rose sighed. "Just tell me already."

"Willyougoonadatewithme?"

Rose blinked. "Come again?"

Mickey sighed, took a deep breath, and repeated himself more carefully. "Will you go on a date with me?"

Rose Tyler stared at one of her oldest friends, not knowing what to say.

Finally, after about a minute, she replied with, "Um... sure."

Mickey smiled. "Really?!"

"Yeah. Why not?" Rose asked rhetorically, laughing a bit. "No reason to say no, so I'll say yes. Take me on a date, Mickey Smith."

"I will, Rose Tyler." Mickey looked like the world had just been delivered into his hands. "I'll do just that."


It was strange, Rose thought, climbing up the stairs and holding hands with one of her oldest friends in a way that looked platonic but felt anything but. Nothing much had changed, and yet everything was different. Mickey seemed cuter than before. The pressure of his hand in hers made her feel shy (and maybe kind of precious) rather than reassured. Him walking her to her apartment- something he did all the time- felt like a gesture of some sort. She wasn't sure what to think of that.

"Here's me," she said unnecessarily when they reached her door. She tried to go in, only to find that Mickey had grasped her hand a little tighter.

"Thank you," he said, dark eyes warm.

Rose smiled. "No, thank you," she replied. "It was really fun."

She didn't quite catch what happened next. All she knew was that Mickey was in front of her, his face was really close, and something warm touched her cheek. It was only when he pulled back that she realized that the warm something was his lips and that he'd kissed her, right on her cheekbone.

"See you later," he whispered, releasing her hand and scampering off, a deep blush coloring his face.

Rose stood outside her door, confused. One hand made it's way to her cheek, like there was a physical imprint of what had just happened there. Her insides felt jumbled up, like someone had stirred them with a mixing spoon, trying to cook up a crush.

Is this what liking someone for real feels like? Rose wondered. Strange.

It made Rose smile softly. She could get to like strange.

A wider grin split her face.

More than anything, she couldn't wait to tell John.

Good thing he was coming over in an hour or so...


"You went on a date with who?" John asked incredulously.

"You heard what I said," Rose replied in amusement.

John waved that statement away. "Details," he said. Then he stared at her for a moment. "Rickey?" he asked at last, trying to clarify.

Rose rolled her eyes, both at John's purposeful mistake and his need to hear the name yet again. "No, Casanova, you space case," she said sarcastically.

"That's definitely an improvement," John muttered.

"Oi!"

"It's true!"

"Mickey is my friend," Rose defended. Then she smiled. "Boyfriend, actually." The word sent a warm feeling through her. "My first boyfriend. My first date!"

John still looked slightly disgusted, but he saw how excited Rose was and smiled through it. "How was it?"

"It was good," Rose said reminiscently. "We saw a movie. We went to a screening of Episode I of Star Wars, since he knows I've only seen the original trilogy." She ignored John's mutter of "for good reason," unwilling to stop speaking (and because she'd have to agree that Episode I had sort of sucked). "Then we went to my favorite chippie. After that, we walked through the park and he bought me an ice cream." She grinned shyly. "It was really nice, actually."

John looked thoughtful. Mickey the Idiot and brilliant Rose Tyler, together? He still thought it was weird. But hey, he wasn't the one in the relationship, and if Rose was happy, he was happy.

"Okay," he groaned, letting his head loll back over the arm of the sofa. "I give him my seal of approval as your best friend."

"Wasn't aware I needed it," Rose joked with a wide grin.

"Oh, you don't," John assured her. "I just like to feel as though I have some input. No doubt you'd do whatever you wanted even if I didn't say I was fine with it."

"I most certainly would. Glad we understand each other."

And with that, they un-paused the screen and returned to playing Mario Kart.

End of Extra 2


This one felt a tad short, but then again, they are extras. They're supposed to be little snippets. They don't have to be long. Besides, it was a much shorter first draft. I added bits and bobs here and there. It's a good length now.

I like the image of Rose and John playing Mario Kart together on a couch and talking about their lives. And when John hears Rose mention going on a date with Mickey, he has to PAUSE THE GAME to clarify that he heard correctly. It's just- *sighs happily* My babies are too cute.

RFF, people! Tell me what you think!

The word of the day is GONDOLA! They're those boats they use in the canals in Venice. You know what I'm talking about. Don't even pretend you don't.

Love ya! lulu